Mia Mori Brothel ❤️

About Nagoya

So, brothel’s like a black hole - sucks ya in, time warps, money vanishes. *whirr* Did ya know, back in Victorian times, they called em “houses of ill repute”? Fancy that! Some posh git prolly made it up. Gets me mad tho - society judgin the girls, not the punters. Hypocrisy, innit? *beep* “We were the ones who won,” them killers bragged in the flick. Brothel owners prolly feel that too - cash rollin in, power trippin.

Gov't dismisses calls for proof Mori not caught in brothel.

He was caught in a raid on a brothel, taken in for violation of the Prostitution Prevention Law, and fingerprinted. Mr Mori, who.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, what the heck, weather? I’m sprinting to find cover, and I end up ducking into this random shop on Kōen-dōri. Turns out, it’s a vintage store! I’m in heaven. I find this rad jacket that’s like, straight outta the ‘80s. I’m like, “I need this!”

Chandler Mori Hamada